Drop by drop, as the blood line became thicker, the floor of the seventh floor also changed from a small blood circle to a large pool of blood circles. The blood circles continued to expand, and finally branched out into several thin streams, rolling

Looking at different corners on the floor, it looks like the legs on the blood cake are divided by blood trickles from all directions on the seventh floor. Looking from above, it actually forms a strange blood network.

The petite body has a limited blood capacity. The blood that started to come out in large spurts gradually decreased to a trickle, and finally it flowed out every drop.

The plump and lustrous body, due to the drain of blood, became as shriveled as the rice grains, leaving only the thin skin and the hard skeleton. Ruoxue's young body turned into a mummy floating in the sea of ​​blood. It was invisible.

Her expression was clear. Her once fair face was painted red with blood, almost like a sculpture.

The last drop of blood flowed out, and the blood network on the seventh floor could no longer absorb new blood, and began to become dissatisfied. The trickles and blood cakes began to commotion, and they all looked greedily towards the eighth floor, and Ruoxue was already like an empty body.

shell specimen

A minute passed, but there was still no new blood flowing to the blood network. The blood network on the seventh floor was seen breaking away from the ground and flying to the ceiling of the seventh floor. I don't know how it soaked through the floor. Soon, the strange blood flowed through the floor.

The net appeared on the eighth floor. There was still a lot of blood on the ground on the eighth floor. The blood cakes and bloody feet greedily absorbed the blood on the floor, and only absorbed the blood from Ruoxue, but ignored the blood of those big demon men.

The blood cake began to become even bigger, and the bloody feet also became very thick. Ruoxue's blood on the eighth floor was also absorbed cleanly, and the squirming blood network still felt very hungry.

Ruoxue's body, which was not soaked in blood, was like firewood that had lost its moisture and was charred by the sun. It lay quietly on the floor. The blood network began to move towards Ruoxue's body. The squirming blood circle in the center seemed to have vitality.

The whole body was covered with Ruoxue's shriveled and empty body. Those bloody feet began to bend and tightly wrapped around Ruoxue's body, kneading it constantly like making noodles, and wringing out the water like washing clothes.

Twist hard

The little bit of blood hidden deep in the flesh and blood was wrenched out and devoured by the blood net. The blood net let go of Ruoxue and flew to the ceiling of the eighth floor, leaving Ruoxue's body twisted like a dried pickle.
Chapter completed!